This might be somewhat boring, but I have to get this stuff out of the way, but there is a nice little encounter with Bunny and Doflamingo you might enjoy. I made this long as I am trying to get this story going as I know all of you are wanting to get to the romance, but I like to build things up. I have planned out the romance, it's just the journey to get there.
So, again there is a ton of information I wrote for this story but trust me, I have juicy things between Doflamingo and Bunny coming. So, enjoy until the next chapter! You guys are great!
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My first week at Doflamingo's company went better than what happened on Monday, at least I was able to ease some of my new coworker's minds. Pearla has done some serious damage by running a tyrannical rule over these people just because she is rich, Doflamingo's best designer, but her intellect with handling business and finance is extremely shotty. I was able to find since working going through project around seven with numbers not all adding up. I told Doflamingo which he wasn't too happy, but he was having his family try and get all the documents for the past year that Pearla handled. I swear I thought he was going to have a vein burst on his forehead. For now, I was able to fix what I could in the paperwork, knowing financials in this business would leave a paper trail, but for now I kept tabs on certain areas that might fly a red flag if anything pops up. So far, working with Doflamingo hasn't been all that bad, a bit of a workaholic like myself, but so far, he hasn't been overbearing like Enel. I've met with four of his clients at lunch meetings, I was irritated but I was able to hold back my emotions when he dumped on me at the last minute, but the clients are pleased with me. I know my way around numbers, stocks, and more to show I am not just some pretty face. Doflamingo even backed me up several times, boosting my skills, which soon I began to notice on TikTok or from what Perona has noticed since she on the app more than me.
With the history I have with Doflamingo, people have begun to talk about how I am working with the man who originally got me fired and who was with me when I got shot. People are making some wild theories on social media how I owe this man my life for helping save me from the night I got shot. It was getting out of control until I had to talk with Doflamingo. I told him that this was getting out of hand, he doesn't care but I don't need people to spectate that I had to work for him because my life was in danger. I had to tell him that I was going to address the issue in making my own video explaining that he would have to collaborate with me in my story. He was reluctant but I told him that if we didn't do this could get out of hand and bad for his business with gossip. If he wanted me to do what he hired me to do, people shouldn't try and dig around that could find something he doesn't want to find.
He agreed, I made a video on my account addressing the topic that most were talking about. I went live yesterday after work explaining the events of the night I got shot, not including what we talked about just out getting something to eat as I was hungry from the charity. I explained he gave me a contract, I turned it down, then presented me with another but I had conditions which I gave him, and we negotiated. From there I answered questions my fans asked me, and I know I lied but it was best not to give all the details. Just that after what happened with Enel, I wanted to make sure that if Doflamingo was going to hire I wanted better benefits, pay, and to make sure I was allowed to attend my doctor visits while recovering from poisoning myself and the shooting since I was surgery for a great length of time. So far, I was able to shut down most of everyone's theories as to why I started to work with Doflamingo.
So, for now it was just until Doflamingo makes his own video, I don't like gossip but dealing with a man who is pretty much a Mafia Drug dealer running a fashion business among others to launder his money. Being it is Sunday; I was in a baking mood, so I decided to make raspberry cheesecake macarons with a white chocolate creaming filling. So far, I had the last of the shells baking while making the cream in my kitchen I've fallen more in love with. Fuck, I miss baking. I may have violin back in my old apartment to play but baking was also a great stress reliver for me, except when the oven wouldn't work most of the time so I couldn't bake. I like sweets, reminds me of mom and grandma but for some reason I feel so relaxed baking. Guess it brings back memories I had of my family before they were ripped away. Either way, I'm happy for those memories and to recreate what my family use to bake. Memories I hope I never forget.
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Looking up confused, I wasn't expecting anyone today, hell I was still in my pj's. Walking over to the door looking out as I rolled my eyes. Unlocking my door, I opened it to see Doflamingo standing outside with a grin on his face. He was wearing a thick black wool trench coat over a black turtleneck with black slacks, black loafers. His pink feathered jacket draped off his shoulders which I still don't know how it stays on him. He had a black briefcase in his hand.
"Bunny! Such cute outfit, I do love the cupcake shorts your wearing," his charismatic voice had me rolling my eyes.
I was in my sleep shorts that had different cute images of cupcakes on it with a satin black lace top with my fuzzy bunny slippers on. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail with my black glasses on. I let him in as I didn't need neighbors to snoop around as to why someone in all black was at my door. Closing my door, I moved back to my counter grumbling, "Why are you here? Its Sunday."
Going back to mixing the cream filling, I watched as Doflamingo walked over to me opening his briefcase before pulling out a vanilla file about half an inch thick. I reached out taking it, "What is this?"
Doflamingo sat on the stool I had on the other side of my island with that stupid grin on his face, "That is what I have on Pearla, her fathers is at the mansion as I don't want to risk any of that information out but this is what I have on Pearla."
"You seem way to pleased to give me this," I remarked opening the folder looking through the papers.
"Knowing how she acted, she hates your guts so I dug up what I had to help give you an edge with dealing with her when she comes back to work tomorrow," he replied, looking around at my counter. "What on earth are you making?"
"I'm baking macarons, and it is your fault for her getting out of line in the first place. She obviously wants to be close to you and join the family," I replied. "Great, I'm dealing with spoiled brat who thinks she can get whatever she wants, sounds like someone I know." I gave a look at Doflamingo who only grinned wider.
"True, her father is Stefan has a large business in shipping which is at one of the docks where we get out goods in beside six others. He is old money, but he has a dark passion for young girls, and bondage which his wife knows nothing about since it was arrange marriage between their families," Doflamingo answered, his grin dropping as his tone was serious picking up one of the macarons smelling it. Seeming pleased with the scent as his ears perked up.
"So why is Pearla working for you? If she is daddy's rich little girl, she should be parting on her father's dime than working," I questioned before my finger found a line in the papers he gave me. "She went to Carmin School of Fashion, graduated but it took her an extra year to finish in her last year. Why the hell is she working for you?" I snapped the folder shut tossing it behind me on the counter behind me near the oven.
"Daddy's little girl is obsessed with me, begged daddy to persuade me to let her join my company only after I signed a deal with him. The deal was decent enough, plus she had good designed, but she had to be interviewed like any other designer at my company."
I folded my arms, "I thought you made designs or are you faking your fashion designs?"
"I create specific designs that are all mine, the projects I give them are to make others similar in what I create for each theme of what I want made. I pick the designs given to me that best reflect what I want, and they get made to be shown and presented at my shows, magazines, and stores," he took a bite out of one of the outer shells chewing it, moaning in delight. "This is good, what flavor is this?"
"I'm making raspberry cheesecake macarons with a white chocolate creaming filling, so don't eat the rest or I won't have enough to put together," I went back to stirring. "So, you hired Pearla, she becomes your top designer, then suddenly with the Gallery disaster she takes over running business and financials. I know we can't ask her why, but something feels off."
"I feel the same," Doflamingo's voice was low folding his arms on the counter looking serious. "Three years ago, Stefans's brother along with his wife and kids die in a car crash during the winter coming home from the ballet. Car blew up after going off the hill which showed in reports that the breaks were used but nothing worked when I went digging."
I looked at him skeptically, "Are you saying he had his brother, and his family killed?"
He nodded, "Yes, Stefan's brother was also in the shipping business but owned 51% more than his older brother Stefan. Owen was a decent and better man to deal with while Stefan was more prideful and greedier. After their deaths, Stefan got full control of the company his father divided amongst his sons when he passed away seven years ago. Stefan now controls the whole company, but he also made some shady deals, I bet he teach that to his daughter to weasel her way into my powerful family."
I leaned against the counter behind me looking down thinking with my fist under my chin. This is strange, if Pearla's father has power over the whole company, no one suspects the killing than just an accident during the cold winters that happen here. Ice can make it hard for a car to properly break, but what does have that have to do with Pearla trying to take over the Doflamingo's departments I now handle.
DING!
A lightbulb went off in my head as I looked at Doflamingo who seems curious about my reaction, "What is it?" he asked.
"Can you have someone access Stefans's financials? His bank account, company card, anything that he has that is link to his money?" I replied asking as I feel like I need to look into this.
Doflamingo sat up straight, ears pointed forward no smile or grin on his face just calm seriousness, "Yes, why? You have that look that something is up, tell me."
I placed my fingertips on the counter, "After the gallery incident, Pearla suddenly starts taking over, but she is shitty at the job, but what if there is something else. What if Stefan persuaded his daughter to try and make her way into the business and finances of your company to take money from the projects to their accounts? This feel like something is going on with Stefan accounts at his own company."
I walked away from the counter to my laptop on the couch, picking it up I moved back to Doflamingo placing it down next to him. I opened my computer typing in Stefan's name looking through the links until one link stood out for me. Clicking it I slapped my hand on the counter, pointing at the screen as Doflamingo leaned towards me to look. The title of article read, 'Snow Shipping Company is having major cutbacks, layoffs, and strikes across the world. Employees demanding better pay, benefits, and four strikes causing disruption in shipping delays.'
"Couple months before we ever met, I had several guys from the docks come into the club to blow off some steam from work, but they were bitching about their CEO and boss," I commented as it was coming back to be now. "Talking about the strikes going on, damn I can't believe I'm just remembering this. Near the club, about thirty minutes away is Snow's shipping yard. I bet Stefan is hemorrhaging money."
"I could kiss you on the mouth right now Bunny, I can't believe I hadn't looked into this."
I looked at him taking a step to the side, "Please don't, I don't want to know what's been in your mouth."
He chuckled, the right side of his lips curling up while turning the laptop to him as he scrolled through the article, "Again mi querida, I'm very much clean of all diseases, no cavities either."
I rolled my eyes even though my cheeks felt warm from him speaking Spanish, it's weird how his voice changes when he speaks like that.
"Yeah sure, so you are going to have to look into Stefan's finances, including all the information I need to go over with Pearla taking over the projects. When am I going to get those documents?" I retorted moving to the over noticing that the timer was about to go off. Grabbing my mitten, I took out the last of the macarons out placing them on the stove as I turned off the oven.
"We are still going over all the reports and pulling everything that Pearla had control over, we are only just hitting April. You gave us a list of what needs to be pulled, so it is taking longer than just reports," Doflamingo answered as I transferred the macaroons to the cooling rack so they don't cook while still on the hot pan which could ruin them.
"I'm aware but I need to go over all the receipts, reports, and documents that were altered while she was taking control over everything. You should also look into the gallery on the account that I noticed on my first day at work," I responded turning back to counter starting to get the piping bag ready with the cream filling.
"Do you always bake?" I looked at Doflamingo who was resting his cheek on the back of his hand staring at me curiously.
"I used to when my parents were alive and my grandmother before her mind went. I couldn't bake in my old apartment as the oven wouldn't work, but now I can. I enjoy it, it's relaxing to me," I explained, placing the filling into the piping bag. "It's a hobby I enjoy when dealing with an obsessive boss who's stalked me for a few months."
"Awe~ I didn't know you thought so fondly of me like that," he cooed laughing from his chest low.
Guess today is roll my eyes kind of day at him.
"I don't think fondly of you, just a pain in my side. Was that all you had to bring me was stuff you had on Pearla?" I questioned twisting the piping bag so the filling can reach the tip when I piped the cream onto the macaron.
"No, I wanted to inform you that tomorrow Pearla is going to be back, but I made Senior Pink install a new computer with tracking hidden inside to track all her emails, chat rooms she has, anything to keep tabs on her. She isn't going to be too happy when she finds out she has been pulled from the Winter Collection project," he answered as I placed the macarons in neat rows before piping the cream onto them while the rest were cooling.
"Do she have a company business card?" I asked, slowly piping the cream filling onto each cookie end.
"Yes, why?"
"Pull up on my laptop in my documents, I noticed some charges on there you might be able to tell me about. It's under the name Snow Fox," I instructed as he pulled my laptop to him hearing him click around on my laptop looking for the document I mentioned.
I continued to pip the cream as I made around thirty macarons but since he ate one end, I have twenty-nine now. While I was working on my sweet treats, Doflamingo was quiet reading through the documents I had him open. Hearing a growl, glancing up I could see he was pissed off.
"She's been using the card to buy high end brands, lunches, jewelry, and all under my dime," his voice low growling deep at the end. Veins begin to protrude on his neck and forehead.
"Keep straining and one of those veins is going to burst," I pointed to his head.
He slammed his fist on my counter seething in anger, "Maldita sea, how the fuck did this not get flagged?!"
"That's because it was made as a write off as 'Gifts' to clients, besides you have so much going on, I doubt you give a shit with her taking over. So, how about you fill in the blanks for me to understand why you allowed her to do what she has been doing?" I retorted.
Doflamingo sighed deep, running his hand through his hair and over his large cat ears, "Pearla has been with the company for six years, she brought in great designs that I had instructed I wanted. Boosted with clients, brought in people from people who knew her family, and other connections. I didn't need them but, I wasn't going to turn down the money they were throwing at me to get in on my promising investments."
He folded his arms across his chest continuing, "Pearla has an ego like her father, prideful and greedy to get on my good graces. I could see through her sickly-sweet attitude knowing she wanted to be by my side. Hated it when other women would flock to me, often made sure an accident would happen."
"What kind of accidents?"
"Wine spilled on someone, stepped on their dress, tripped them, accidently bumped by a waiter she paid. My glasses may hide my eyes, but it doesn't mean I don't watch the room around me," I stared at him as he grinned while he continued. "At the company, she often bullied people, verbally accusing of stealing designs, false reports on sexual encounters, and just anything to get someone fired."
"And you didn't investigate these accusations that could be made false?" I put the piping bag down putting my hand on my hips glaring at him.
"I looked into the incidents; I had spoken with the people accused putting timelines together. I let them go but I gave recommendations to the people so they could find other jobs. I didn't want them to spread rumors to other companies, I told Pearla if she continues these false accusations he would be dropped," he answered.
"Bet she wasn't too pleased, bet she said she didn't do it."
"She did but I told her I had the reports and that harassment isn't allowed. She was quiet but again she starts up bossing people around stating she knows better. I keep her busy but when Giolla lost the investment of what happened at the Gallery, Pearla changed."
I raised an eyebrow, "Changed how?" I started to put the macarons I piped together.
"Seemed more concerned, willing to step in to help which she never did before, it was either her way or you're singled out. The family was in a bind, I was pissed about losing all that money we were going to get. Scrambling to make clients happy again, which took time, with the Business and Financial department missing the head she took it upon herself to get things back in order during the chaos. I must have looked back seeing that she took charge and let her do what she wanted, but now I should have pushed her out," he grumbled clicking his tongue in distaste.
"From what I found, from the $83,456.13 to the expenses she has been spending in the past year has risen to $100,825.04. That is $17,395.91she has spent which I think she didn't give to some of these clients," I handed him a macaron which he took taking a bite seeming pleased with the taste he ate the whole thing as I spoke explained what I found. "From the money missing from the projects, the business card expenses, and her father seemingly having trouble in his business."
"That she is siphoning money from my company to her father," it seemed to finally click in his head as his face turned irritated.
"Yep, but that isn't the worst part. Once you have all the documents from the past year, there might be more money missing. If I can find the money, you can strangle Stefan for stealing from you including his daughter," I moved around the counter standing next to Doflamingo. "I know you are pissed but if you want to take down Stefan and Pearla, you can't do anything rash until I know how much was taken."
Doflamingo leaned forward hovering over me, "What would you have me do Bunny? I want blood and I want it fresh."
"You will get your blood, but until I can find the full amount missing, you have to play along with them. They may think they are the puppeteer in all of this, but I know you are far better at pulling strings. Again Doflamingo, you are a criminal, start acting like one. I can handle Pearla as long as you back me up."
Doflamingo smiled closed as he reached up his hand moving a stray hair from my face, "I swear I have every urge to kiss you. Your intelligence is such a turn on," his voice low, deep, and breathy as his face was close to mine.
I pulled his hand away by grasping his wrist, "You're crossing the line Doflamingo, get back behind it."
He chuckled from his throat pulling away before standing up, "And I will cross it every time to get close to you mi Corazón. I will make sure the family works fast to get everything you need, see you at work tomorrow, I think it will be interesting."
Grabbing his briefcase, he left before taking another macaron chuckling as he closed the door behind him. Ugh, what a pain he is. I need to control my face, I get weirdly warm when he speaks Spanish, damn voice so freaking deep. I shivered thinking about it, I need to forget about that I have macarons to finish, and a file to read later on about Pearla.
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Pearla stepped out of her car, which was a pure white Porsche parked into the garage of Doflamingo's company. Pearla was still pissed that she was dismissed from work because some new hussy joined the company with the position she deserved. Flipping her hand over her shoulders, Pearla grabbed her designer handbag slamming her car door shut before stomping in her Prada heels to the elevator to get to the main elevators to her job. Dressed in black high waist skirt with a slit going just stopping at her mid-thigh with her satin white blouse with long belle sleeves that stop at her wrists with her bust pushed up giving her breast some cleavage in her top. Her white fox ears pressed down to her head as her anger was shown greatly on her face. Reaching the top, Pearla controls her emotions trying to keep her normal prideful self as she walked into the lobby seeing all the other coworkers she hates.
"Miss Snow," Pearla turned to see Senior Pink walking towards her.
'The hell does he want," Pearla thought with distained, she never liked Senior Pink as all the women seemed to flock to him even though Doflamingo was such a much better choice to flock too. She turned her fake sweet smile as she turned to him, "Good morning, Senior Pink, is there something you need?"
"I need your old credentials back," Pearla looked stunned that he would ask for that.
"What do you mean you need them back?!" Pearla's voice got loud, clenching her bag. "I didn't do anything wrong!"
"Miss Snow I have new credentials that the Young Master has instructed me to give you as well as new instructions about your job, and it would be in your best interest to keep your voice down," Senior Pink voice was stern with no room for debate.
Pearla looked around to see other people looking and whispering while looking at them, glaring at them as they walked to the elevators, 'Stupid idiots.'
Staring back at Senior Pink trying to keep her anger from showing, digging into her Birkin bag Pearla handed over her badges she needed to get into the floors. Senior Pink took them by handing her two new badges which Pearla snatched out his hands.
"The Young Master has instructed me to tell you that you have access to only the fashion floors, and that you will not be allowed on any of the Business or Financial department."
"What!? But I-"Pearla exclaimed before shutting up as Senior Pink growled at her as he was a Wolf Alpha with his ears hidden under his bonnet and tail tucked down to his legs.
"The Young Master has made it clear that you are NOT to cause trouble for Miss Sinclair or anyone else in the Business and Financial department as it is not your job to handle anything from those departments," Senior Pink voice was deep and dark as there was no room for arguments. Pearla pouted angrily as she listened to her superior, "You are off the Winter Collection-"Senior Pink held his finger up at Pearla as she was going to interrupt again before closing her mouth. "You are off the Winter Collection, you new desk is on the dress department where you will work, and do the projects given to you by Machvise, myself, or the Young Master if he seems you are fit for it. Your new log in is on your desk, the Young Master will not tolerate disobedience or disrespect to the Donquixote family which Miss Sinclair being its new family member. Are we clear?"
"yes sir," Pearla grumbled.
"Good, now get to your desk," Senior Pink cleared his throat before walking back to his own office.
Pearla bit her nails fuming that she is being ordered around like this, 'That stupid bitch! I am more deserving to be in the Donquixote Family! I have better class, style, and brains to be worthy of standing next to Doflamingo!' Pearla spun on her heels to the elevator with a darkened look on her face. 'That damn hussy doesn't know who she is messing with!'
Pearla got up to the dress department, stomping her way in her heels going to her desk where she always sat near the clear open glass that gave wonderful sunlight when she designed to stop. Katarina who was another designer was in her spot, a Latina woman, slender, beta with black cat ears and tail dressed in designer cloths was at her desk.
"The hell are you doing in my spot!" Pearla hissed, slamming her hand on the desk knocking off Katarina's work.
"The hell you bitch!" Katarina hissed back at Pearla.
"This is my spot! Why are you in it?! Move your shit!" Pearla yelled back.
"Pearla Snow-iin!" Pearla turned around to see Machvise dressed in his red swirling designer muscle shirt Doflamingo designed for him with tight jeans even in his large stature and weight. Lion ears out of his hat and a long lion tail. "What commotion are you causing now-iin?!"
"She is in my spot! I always design here!" Pearla pointed at Katarina, who was picking up her work who was glaring back at Pearla.
"You haven't worked in this department for some time, and I gave Katarina that spot-iin! Your new spot is in the corner by the bathrooms-iin!" Machvise retorted pointing to the spot where an empty spot where no one was designing.
"What! But the bathroom-" Pearla was cut off as Machvise towering over her with a dark expression.
"Do I need to tell the Young Master that you are acting out, as he gave me clear instructions to make sure you are kept in line," Machvise voice was low, dangerous with a growl in his throat dropping his usual 'iin' at the end of his sentences. "You haven't done any designing more than a year, now get to your desk. Your new assignment is on it."
Machvise stepped away as the other designers were snickering at Pearla who was finally getting reprimanded. Of the years they were harassed by Pearla, they couldn't help but laugh at her now. Pearla growled, glaring at them as she went to her new desk throwing her purse down, picking up the file left her on her desk. Inside was her new log in info, tasks for her to work on, and a note from Doflamingo which had her face twist in betrayal and hostility.
'Stay in your lane, DD'
'How could he say this to me?! After everything I have done for him, he treats me this way!' Pearla crumbled the note in her hands fuming. 'Fine, let's see how you like if the clients I brought in start dropping. You are going to wish you kept me by your side Doflamingo, and know I am a much better match than that fucking stripper!'
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I sat in my office dressed in a black Chiffon Tweed Accent Dress with a sheer black long sleeve collared blouse that was attached. Some black sheer stockings underneath with some plain black heels I had in my closet. My hair was half up and half down with my glasses on as my eye was irritated from my contacts, plus my headaches were becoming a pain. Since Friday and when Doflamingo came over my headaches seemed to be coming in waves. I know Chopper has me keep a journal to keep tabs on my symptoms as I don't want to take anything chemically to help fix myself. I already poisoned myself, but I didn't want to have any more chemicals to fix my scent glands or my internal organs with my uterus. I already know my platelets are down which helps my blood clot among other things wrong with me, but I know it will be a long run until I am even close to normal. Even with my monthly periods I haven't gotten in two in a half year, I still keep track of whether anything happens when I used to have them. So far, no cramps or anything as of right now from how I used to feel when I had my periods. For now, the headaches can be dealt with some Excedrin, and my lights in my off turn off with the curtains closed but enough for me to see without the sun adding the pain from how bright it was outside.
Knock knock!
I groaned holding my head to look to see Amelia as I waved her in.
"Still having that migraine?" Amelia asked, gently placing a file on my desk.
"Yes," I groaned. Looking up as I took the file she gave me. "Don't ever poison yourself, I may only have headache and nose bleeds as my current problems until the worst happens. What is this?"
"I won't Bunny, and this is the file on the Burton's that you requested since you have a luncheon with Doflamingo today. They are one of the clients that Pearla brought in, they are close to their family," Amelia explained, my eyes shot up to her.
"This is going to be fun, I heard that she wasn't too happy when she got here," I glanced back down at the file so I could be better prepared when I meet these people. I heard some gossip around when I was by the supply closet how Pearla was pissed off and reprimanded by Senior Pink and Machvise who I got to meet this morning when I came in early by ten minutes.
Several people were laughing at how nice it was to see Pearla get reprimanded after all the years she harassed others. It was good to hear she was getting what was coming to her, though I know she is going to retaliate. Either way, Doflamingo was going to have my back as well as the rest of the family (I don't know about Giolla just yet) as they were working hard to get the documents, I needed to find out how much money is being taken secretly. Doflamingo even showed me the note he was going to leave in the folder at her new desk. I let out the biggest laugh when I saw, knowing she was going to be pissed. Bet she is going to blow her top when she sees it, either way she has been quiet so far. It is the calm before the storm, but she hasn't met the storm we have brewing for her and her father. Her rainy-day downpour won't be able to compare with our Category Five Hurricane that would have Mother Nature rise a glass too.
"Yeah, I heard that she lost it when she was moved from her usual spot where she used to design. Heard she got moved near the bathrooms," Amelia softly giggled, I softly smiled seeing it was good to see her laugh. I know Amelia had to deal with Pearla a lot before I got here, everyone had to deal with her disgusting personality. Glad I can appear to be a Saint in their eyes to ease some of their worries, and their workload than what Pearla had instructed them to do.
"Yes, and don't worry if she acts out Pearla Doflamingo will handle it," I replied leaning back in my chair with the file in hand.
"And if he doesn't?"
My eyes shot up at her with a dangerous look that made her flinch. Closing the file, I stared at her as my face was calm but my eyes head dangerous fire as my voice was firm and cold, "I may be the newest member of the Donquixote Family, this company, and if he doesn't I will. Pearla may be a bully, but I'm from the streets. In the streets we are far more dangerous than that pampered princess could ever handle."
Amelia gulped, nodding her head understanding my tone was not up for discussion. I waved her off as she had her own work while I reopened the file to do my homework on these Burtons.
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I sat down at the very clean and elegantly round table at the restaurant Doflamingo took me to meet the Burtons. I seriously do not fit in here, this entire place screamed 'UPPER CLASS' which I was not. The silverware actually looked like real silver, two wine glasses, one with water not from the sink. Small glass square vase with white roses in them looking like they were just cut from the bush. Doflamingo had the table in the corner which he sat in, probably because he didn't like anyone to be behind him. I didn't want to touch anything that was on this table, let alone sit in this extremely silken chair that had to cost more than my own couch. I couldn't stop rubbing my fingers on the end of my dress shifting nervously, I'm usually not but I really just don't like being here. This isn't really my scene, and I am more worried about what the menu would cost.
"Bunny," I jumped in my chair to stare at Doflamingo who seemed to be watching me with some concern. "You don't have to be nervous; you've done wonderful with our other clients."
"It's not the clients, it this restaurant you brought me too. I seriously do not fit in here, I don't even want to touch the table," I waved my hands around at the edge of the table. I literally almost jumped out of my seat when Doflamingo grabbed my hand bring it to his lips kissing the back of my hand making my face rush red. I hissed low, "What are you doing?!" I pulled my hand from him blushing hard as I wipe my hand off with the napkin while he chuckled.
"You are beautiful, smart, and deserve to be here Bunny. I'm going to be bringing you to many restaurants to meet clients, events that involve the rich and celebrities, and much more," Doflamingo chuckled as he explained before taking a sip of his water that probably costs $40 bucks.
"I doubt I ever will, I'm from the streets unlike you," I muttered clicking my tongue in distaste.
"I wouldn't say that I have my own past dealing with poverty and tight with money with my large family," Doflamingo mentioned, looking at him skeptically.
"I highly doubt that; you flaunt your wealth, and power like a crazy person who just won the lottery," I remarked placing the napkin back on the table.
He didn't say anything when I noticed his focus was ahead of him planting his usual grin, making me turn as I saw both Mr. and Mrs. Burton walking towards us. Both were aging in their late sixties as their hair was both greying. Mr. Burton was a tall man with his white hair slicked back in fashion with grey wolf ears were pointed backward as his face was stoic with his tail low behind him, but held a great deal of wisdom in his old grey-blue eyes behind his silver rectangle glasses. Dressed in an Italian black suit, black tie with black button up shirt underneath while Doflamingo was in a white suit with a red shirt and tie. A cane in his right hand with a wolfs head gripped tightly in his hand due to an old injury that left the man with a small limp in his right leg form what I read. Having served in the army, was shot while dragging two of his men from heavy fire getting several awards for his bravery but has permanent damage in his leg which in result of being discharged where he then took over his father's business in engineering. Graduating top of his class, as well as being a war hero to his army buddies, Alastor Burton was well known among the higher class and public with the work he has done over the years.
Then there was Daphne Burton, an Omega wolf like her husband was more of a woman ho held not only respect, but also in her face reputation is what drives her. Standing even in her designer heels to reach her husband's shoulders with her hair gently pulled up in a high bun as her silvering grey hair had nothing standing out in its place. Her eyes were fading gold which seemed a tint of malice when she looked at me which I didn't react too. Even in her expensive tweed suit I have seen on Chanels website clung to her slender aged form, barely even looking like she was hitting her mid-sixties. From the file I was given, this woman was close to Pearla due to her best friend was Pearla's aunt whom Stefan had killed to obtain his brothers share. I doubt she knows this but seems too close. Either way, Doflamingo informed me that Daphne was hell bent on keeping things in her control, as well as the perfect image for herself among her snobbish friends. Often without her husband around, would act like the very word 'Karen' that it implies. Yet with her husband, is the loving dotting wife, except she has a secret fling with her 'tennis instructor' which I doubt her husband knows about.
I stood up with Doflamingo as he reached his had out shaking Alastor's hand, "So good to see you, Alastor."
"Always good to hear from you Doflamingo, and who might this be?" I felt Alastor's gaze turn to me, trying to analyze my form.
"My name is Bunny Sinclair, I am Doflamingo's newest family member and the CBFO of the company. It is a pleasure to meet you both," I spoke with respect shaking the mans hand giving a sturdy handshake. "Please take a seat," I smiled softly giving off a delicate image with respect.
"My my Doflamingo, I heard you hired someone new in your company and even taking a business partner. Didn't know she was this lovely," Alastor spoke, almost boasting from the news he had heard of the great Donquixote Doflamingo taking an equal business partnership, and with a woman no less. "It is also the same woman you defended in court no less."
"Bunny and I have had our quarrel over those events, but I saw great skill within her. Truly I hadn't known before when I accidently got her fired, but she has intellect I couldn't pass up," Doflamingo laughed as he boosted about me grinning like he won the best prize at the carnival. "She was tough to get to come work with me, but after settling over a second contract, she agreed to join my company. She is well worth the money I am spending on her salary."
"Well," I spoke gently placing my napkin on my lap acting like a lady. "I had conditions after what I had deal with involving my last boss if he wanted my skills he had to meet them. I'm still irritated but it was for the best, I was already building a case against Enel before Doflamingo came along." I replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
Doflamingo threw his head back laughing, "Yes, it was a fight, but Bunny has been monumental at the company. It is why I have her as my partner, even with joining my family, Bunny truly has stuck a cord with everyone!"
"That is good to hear," my eyes shifted to Daphne who was placing her napkin on her lap with a tone I knew was come. Patronizing in her sickly fake sweet voice, "But what about Pearla? I heard she was doing such a wonderful job handling the business area there. I heard she was reprimanded for it?" Her gaze was glaring at me.
Oh, so little miss papered brat tattled. This is going to be fun.
I gave a sickening dark sweet smile as I stared at Daphne which made her flinch, "Pearla was reprimanded due to her disrespect, poor management, attitude towards her bosses, and I have had the unfortunate pleasure of fixing many of her mistakes costing the company in missing funds over one hundred thousand dollars."
Both Alastor and Dahne gasped hearing this information, especially Daphne who seemed embarrassed and worried. Like she was told something made up probably by Pearla to cause discord with me and gaining the client's trust. I've already had this instant with three others I have met but never mentioned the money that was missing. With Daphne being so close, I let it slip just to put weight on the crimes as to why Pearla was reprimanded. Leaning back in the chair I folded my arms looking smug as my smile grew into a dangerous smirk which seemed to throw Daphne off while Lastor watched with Doflamingo.
"Mrs. Burton, what else has Pearla lied to you about me? Because from what I heard, Doflamingo had already addressed her twice about the position, yet she still went against his wishes causing chaos on my first day at the company, and severe disrespect to not only me, but Doflamingo," I explained, determined that this woman obviously didn't know the whole truth about what actually went on.
"She – she hasn't lied, just told me what happened that you were rude to her-" I cut her off.
"Rude you say?" I pursed my lips together before looking cold to the woman who seemed to try and control the narrative. "Mrs. Burton the moment you met me you immediately glared at me already hating me before actually getting to know me."
"What I never-"I held my finger up at her which she seemed to bristle at the gesture.
"No Mrs. Burton, Pearla told a tale that would be spun in her naritive planting her as the victim in this story when it was Pearla who was in the wrong. I am her boss, Doflamingo is her boss, and she threw a child tantrum because she didn't get what she wanted like a two-year-old," I explained with great displeasure before leaning as my back was partially facing Doflamingo. "Pearla is a spoil brat- "
"How dare you say- "Daphne began to raise her voice as I continued to speak over her.
"Pearla has no degree in business or finance, she has screwed up several documents and ran a tyrannical rule over the coworkers to the point of being completely terrified of her," I glared hard not afraid of this woman as she had no control over anything as she seemed to be shaking in anger because I was standing against her. "Pearla isn't even qualified to do this job, and I am here fixing her mistakes while you have enabled her like a pampered poodle."
"You ungrateful brat!" her chair skidded across the floor from standing up fast pointing her fake manicure nail at me reading to shout at me.
"Daphne!" Alastor's voice rose in a dark tone yielding great power, Daphne turning to her husband realizing he wasn't taking her side. "That's enough, sit down you're making a scene."
"But she insulted Pearla!" Daphne cried out upset pointing at me.
"I don't care, it seems Pearla was the one lying when you spoke to her about what had actually happened," Alastor voice was gravel and low when looking at me with steel eyes.
"Fine, stay with this hussy and this new money sycophant!" Grabbing her clutch purse, Daphne stomped out of the restaurant while Alastor shook his head sighing.
"I apologize for my wife-"
I cut him off adjusting my napkin in my lap, "Don't apologize for her actions when she already came to this meeting to put me in my place all because she adores Pearla Mr. Burton."
The corners of his mouth rose up, "You are a sharp one Miss Sinclair."
"As I told Doflamingo on our earlier unfortunate meetings, I have to be in this dominating Alpha world. Secondary or not, I doubt your wife is going to let this go."
He waved his hand, "I will handle her, but what my wife probably didn't realize is that she was sitting across the woman who took down Enel making her lose nearly two million dollars she invested in that company."
"Oh did she now?" Doflamingo sounded intriguing as was I with his cheek resting on the back of his fingers grinning.
"Oh, she did, I told her not to invest as I wasn't going to waste my own money on that moron. Thank you, best entertainment I when she lost three million dollars," Alastor chuckled deep from his chest to smile at him.
"Glad I could give that to you," I replied content then the waiter walked up with the menu's.
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I sat with Doflamingo in the back of his limo as Lao drive us back to the company. The food was good but was so little on the damn plate. I'm freaking hungry still. I rest my cheek on my knuckles pouting as Doflamingo was on the phone talking to Senior Pink about the deal as Alastor wanted to invest in the hope of more entertainment. Alastor was wise about his business, learning more about investing with a good eye, but mostly was about me. He had told me about his wife and Pearla being strictly closer than her own mother. Even if Daphne was close to the aunt, something feels weird about how Daphne is far closer to Pearla than her mother. Everything was becoming stranger than anyone I have ever dealt with. It feels like I have been thrown into some long running soap opera.
"Alright, make sure the funds are transferred," Doflamingo turned his phone off form what I could hear with the rustling of papers in his hand. "What is with that sour look, you exceeded the limit with Alastor, and dealing with his wife. HA! Oh, it was so good seeing her put in her place, such a bitch to deal with. Fu fu fu~"
"Don't you find it weird that Pearla and Daphne are extremely close than with Pearla's own mother?" I questioned, leaning back looking up at him. He looked confused with his head tilted with an eyebrow raised. So, I continued, "From what Alastor has spoke of his wife and Pearla, why would Daphne be close to Pearla when her Daphne's best friend, Pearla's Aunt is dead?"
Doflamingo shifted to look towards me, "I already have the family looking into the death of Stefan's brother and wife."
"Can you look up Daphne, I know I'm asking much of you with Pearla's documents I need to look into, but something is off with this family," I sat back asking, my voice soft yet unsure.
Seriously, with how Pearla is acting, knowing she called Daphne after telling her father when she was dismissed last week. Telling lies to paint her as the victim, to someone she is close to and pissed at me for hurting Pearla's so-called position at Doflamingo's company. High society is a pain in the ass to deal with, I remember my father hating when he had to go to company parties to woe people to donate to the hospital for funding. From television to movies portraying the rich as snobs, and boy they are. Even Doflamingo but at least I can tolerate him, I may be rich now but doesn't mean I go shopping high end brands to make myself look better. I prefer working, it feels like I earned my money even when stripping when I needed to save to take care of my grandmother. Yet, joining Doflamingo I feel like so much is being twisted and out of control which Doflamingo is usually is until I found money missing.
"Hmm," Doflamingo looked down thinking before looking back at me. "Bunny, since you started you have found that my money is being stolen, my family accused of mistakes, and trying to find where everything went to get revenge of the bastards who took it. You can ask for whatever you want, I will give it to you."
"Weird how you put so much trust into me?" I raised an eyebrow at him not really shocked he would, just how fast he trusts me.
He grinned, his arm placed on the back of the seat behind me leaning down to me, "Because I know you are extremely thorough in your work Bunny. The way you took down Enel, gathering evidence before blowing everything up. How you didn't go to the police with knowing who I am, I bet you were gathering evidence on me as well, weren't you."
Fuck he is smart.
I smirked back, "Yeah, just waiting for you to fuck up no matter how you stalked me. I still have it stashed away for a rainy day."
"Tsk tsk tsk," he waved his finger at me grinning wide. "You know you won't be able to use it with that 'special clause' in your contract."
I leaned close barely an inch from his face staring directly into his right lenses, "You better not fuck up then, or the pay out would hurt your wallet."
He laughed deeply form his throat before pulling away from me, "Oh Bunny you fit in so well with me."
"Keep laughing all you want, as you said I am thorough. Now, get me back to the company, I'm still hungry from lunch and I want to eat my macarons I brought."
"Oh~ Can' I get one? They were delicious," he chimed cheerfully.
"Hell no, I gave you two and the rest are mine. Stay away from my sweets," I frowned at him turning from him as he laughed.
Ugh, this feels like it is going to be a long week.
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Sitting in my office as Thursday rolled around as the past few days have been in a busy blur of paperwork, meetings, business with clients, and more. This Winter collection is getting traction with Doflamingo checking the projects of the items that would be showcased in November, but so far it has been too quiet for Pearla. From what I learn from Machvise is that she has been at her desk working on what was given to her but giving serious glares at others around her who mocked or laughed at her. Working then leaving at her schedule shifts, and she hasn't gone near the floors she doesn't have access too. So far, business numbers and orders have taken up my time dealing with everything for the November event, plus Giolla was busy booking the hall and office party after the show. So far, she has been decent with me when we have our meetings getting everything booked, finances of the costs, and soon the fashion shoot coming up for the magazine for other projects that will be released in Doflamingo's stores.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Picking up the phone not looking at who is calling as my focus was on my computer screen, "This is Bunny?"
"Miss Sinclair!" I stopped looking at the phone to see that the call was coming from the Dress Department, but this wasn't Machvise on the phone but a woman.
"Who is calling?" I asked, feeling a sense of dread wash over me.
"Miss Sinclair this is Aria in the dress department! Please we can't get to Mr. Doflamingo or Machvise as they are in a private meeting! There is a fight! Please we need help!"
"I'm on my way," I hung up jumping out of my chair to rush to the dress department.
"Bunny what's wrong?!" Amelia called after me concerned.
"Find a way to get Doflamingo to the dress department, there is a fight!" I yelled running to the stairs as it would be faster to get down to the halls than waiting for the elevator to come up.
Throwing open the door, rushing to the department as I could see some people watching in horror as I could see Katarina (another big designer at the company Doflamingo has mentioned in his reports) and Pearla pulling at each other's hair, throwing insults hitting each other. I looked around to see a dress that has been torn apart with black paint spilled all over it with several other pieces destroyed as well. In the ar corner by the window a desk also having been vandalized.
Clenching my teeth and fist I stormed over grabbing the two baby their animal ears twisting hard which made them pull from each other before letting them drop on the ground before shouting, "What the fuck is going on here?!" Glaring down at them both.
Katarina pointed at Pearla shouting, "This bitch ruined my designs and destroyed several pieces I made for the Winter collection!"
"I didn't shit to your shotty work bitch!" Pearla spats back.
"Bullshit! You've been pissed ever since you got tossed aside by Doflamingo and kicked off the collection since I took your spot!" Katarina yelled back.
"That is my spot! I've been there for six years before you showed up!" Pearla again yelled back, throwing her heel at Katarina who blocked her face
"ENOUGH!" I yelled fuming, folding my arms glaring at them both as I knew something was going to happen. "Obviously something here destroying a long-awaited project that was supposed to be done by October which is in two in half weeks. This behavior is not allowed for you two to behaving like fucking toddlers!"
Both I could see shame but the anger between them was still there glaring at each other.
"Both of you are going to clean up this place by hand," I instructed.
"What! But I didn't do this! All of my work is ruined! Pearla did this before with a different designer three years ago!" Katarina stood up defending herself as I know she didn't do this.
"Screw you, I didn't do this!" Pearla shouted back standing up stomping her foot.
"SHUT IT!" both clamped their mouths shut. "There is going to be an investigation as to what happened, but your display at work is disgusting. Until the culprit is found, your punishment is to clean up all this paint with your hands. If you are going to act like children, then you will be punished like misbehaved children. No one is to help you as you reflect on your actions by fighting like toddlers," my tone deadly making sure there was no room for discussion. "While cleaning your lips will stay shut, until we figure out what has happened here."
I turned to the group that has joined outside of the room seeing several phones out, I began to walk towards holding my hand out, "Give me your phones now."
My tone was harsh seeing fear in their faces, they handed over their phones which I took which luckily were unlocked from their filming destroying the evidence of the fight. Not needing this to get out in a scandal for the public to see. Handing them back my stare had many gulping before I spoke, "Anyone leaks anything that has happened today will lose their jobs. If you tarnish the name Donquixote, then you shall tarnish your role here and will not be needed. Am I clear?"
They nodded their heads quickly, fearing losing their jobs. "Good now leave, for those in this department. You will have to work in the other departments as I will have extra space provided for you to use. Go," waving them off as they scurried off gathering their things before to see Doflamingo coming out of the elevator running with Machvise, Senior Pink, and Giolla behind him with Amelia.
"What the hell happened here?!" Doflamingo yelled, having seen the disaster the room was in then at Katrina and Pearla.
Veins began to appear on his forehead on Doflamingo's face, before he could let out his anger on the two. I reached up swiftly on his chest pressing down which did get his attention. His anger was still apparent but staring up at him something seemed dangerous in his lenses that glowed for blood lust.
"Kitten," his ears which were folded back flicked forward as his brows went up. It has been months since I had called him that in the club. Noticing how from under his business vest his breathing sharpens through his nose. "I have handled the fight, and the rest of the bystanders who watched," my tone with him was soft, but still holding a tone of control. Beneath my hand, his chest was still rapid jumping with each breath but slowly subsiding for his manner to calm the anger in his form, though knowing it will rise later when we talk. "Go back to my office and wait for me there, Kitten. I can handle this."
Removing my hand from his chest, his jaw shifted before walking off leaving the family stunned that I was able Doflamingo in such a way that they have never seen before. Turning to them with my hands on my hips, "Machvise please get Katarina and Pearla cleaning supplies as they are going to clean this mess up with their own hands. Since they want to act like misbehaving children, they will clean this up with their mouths shut."
"Ah uh yes, I can get that for them-iin," Machvise responded still in shock before heading off to get the two idiots will need to clean up the paint.
Turning to Senior Pink, who stiffened under my hardened gaze, "Check all camera's, securities of the building to find out who did this. I don't care what you have to do, but get it done."
"Yes, of course Miss," Senior Pink cleared his throat before walking off to the security room.
My gaze then met Giolla's who flinched, "Giolla please gather all of the items that were damage so we can get a detail report on what was destroyed for the Winter Project, I will handle Doflamingo."
"Oh yes of course, right away," she went to gather the items before I looked over my shoulder at the two women who now looked greatly embarrassed and fearful under my gaze.
Walking away from this disaster, I had a bigger storm waiting for me in my office.
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Closing the door to my office, locking it as my gaze turned to Doflamingo sitting in my chair behind my desk. His legs crossed to the side staring at me with his fist closed, cheek resting upon his tightened fist. Frown deep upon his face with that single vein protruding above his right brow. The lenses of his glasses glowing a dangerous shade of red, almost illuminating hotter than the sun right outside my window. He was calculating behind those glasses, mind racing with his anger brewing as I grew closer to him. Chair slowly turning to face me as I walked around the desk with his foot silently moving him. Ears folded back against his head, tail flickering beneath his legs in irritation.
Folding my hands behind my back, standing there calm though my whole body felt anxious.
"Doflamingo?" I called his name softly.
Still, he did not move.
Great.
Tilting my head at him my ears drooped feeling like I was dealing with another child. Inhaling deep before sighing, I moved to sit at the side of my desk, folding my hands in my lap. I knew the word I had to say as it was the one who stopped him from losing his control, especially in front of so many.
Looking back up at him, "Kitten-oof!"
Doflamingo's moved so fast I hadn't seen before as his hand gripped my neck slamming me down on the desk snarling deep from his throat, "Never will you say that in front of anyone do you hear me! No one deserves to hear that but me!"
I couldn't help but laugh through his hand around my throat which tightened. "Do you think this a game Bunny!"
"y-yeah I do," I coughed before laughing again pulling at his hand stretching my neck to breath. "you would have killed them, I had to say it to distract you before you lost it."
His ragid breathing through his teeth I felt on my face, he hated how I made him look, but I also knew it would be a disaster if lost his cool. Releasing my throat, yanking me up to the point of pulling me into his lap making me blush hard as his hand pressed against my back flushing me to his form tightly. Gasping I tried pushing him off, but his other arm wrapped around me tight burying his head into my neck inhaling deep.
"What the hell let me go!" I exclaimed, struggling against him but he had me locked in his embrace.
"Do you have any idea how hard it was not to rip you apart right then and there Bunny," his voice gruff and dark, his hand gripping my form tightly making me flinch in pain. His shoulders tense, frame almost trembling form which emotion I couldn't detect. Breathing through his nose was sharp and fast for his forehead to then rest on the curve of my neck. His hands gripping as if he was fighting with himself.
Damn, I didn't think it would get such a reaction out of him. My face was still red with how close we are, especially in his lap. It was taking everything in my legs not to actually sit down on him, I don't think it would be best if I sat down knowing how he is acting so abruptly. I'm just lucky I locked the door when I came in, I might actually die if anyone saw us like this. My mind racing flickering around me, I placed my hands on his hand gently pulling to get him to lean his head back, which he soon did before looking up to me pulling me as he leaned back into my chair. Staring down at him, I slowly reached my hands up to his glasses, having him growl from his throat as a warning. I stopped but soon grasped the frame of the metal between my fingertips slowly pulling his glasses up to rest on his head.
There I stared down at the man, feared by so many as Joker, Donquixote Doflamingo without his iconic glasses on. His eyes were closed before slowly opening them through his light blonde eyes lashes for me to see his eyes more clearly. The shade of carnation pink his eye color was, but his left eye. Small scar across the top and bottom in a diagonal slant, Doflamingo was blind. The color was greatly faded almost barely registering as pink with the pupil looking dull and jagged than a circle, as if he was stabbed by something hence the scar that was well hidden by his glasses. The brows narrow, face stoic, yet his eyes held almost a desperate look in them. Desperate for what? Strange as how expressive his eyes are for someone as dangerous as he is.
Yet, why is my heart fluttering right now?
Staring down at him, I could see that he was looking at me as his eyes shifted in his gaze, "Hard isn't?" Doflamingo spoke, low and calm. Though conviction in his tone like he was talking about himself.
"What is hard?" I questioned, soft whisper.
"Such a sight that such a monster like me to look so disfigured."
I shook my head lightly, "I've seen worst monsters than you, plus I already knew you were blind from the night you leaned against the pole when I fired you. The only thing I had been curious if your eye color was really red like the devil you are."
His lips curled slightly letting out a chuckle from his chest, "Disappointed it wasn't what you thought it would be."
"Damn straight I'm disappointed, why is it pink of all colors? Aside from that where are your eyebrow hairs?" I remarked, running my thumbs to his brows looking as if it was all brow bone. He looked confused from my statement, "Seriously, what did you do just tweeze the entire brow, oh wait there it is! Oh, my gawd, why is there so little hair!" I cackled running my thumb over his extremely thin eyebrows.
His eyebrows were up in surprise by my words with his cheeks turning pink, but I couldn't help but laugh because it was too funny. Like there were barely any hairs to be seen with how thin they were. Blonde but in a very thin line that is barely even noticeable unless you were this close to see them. Doflamingo removed one of his hands to cover his eyes, while I could see the smile grow as he silently laughed. Finally, being able to move, I shift my body to sit on his leg with my legs straining from sitting up in the weird position he held me in. My legs bent in between his own. Doflamingo continued to laugh low before throwing his head back laughing.
"Oh, my dear Bunny," he looked back down at me deeply amused. "You truly are a rare gem, not many people can make me laugh so gleefully and true."
"Glad you find amusement in my actions, but I'm still wondering why you tweeze your eyebrows to the point there was nothing there."
Doflamingo shifted to rest his cheek on the back of his hand staring at me amused, "I never tweezed them, they have always been thin Bunny."
"Yeah sure, now have you calmed down to talk like a decent man, or do you still need to be put in a corner for timeout?" I asked, his smile grew to a grin.
"You planned this didn't you?" he asked.
"Not exactly, the only thing I knew was that you would have killed them if I didn't stop you. I handled the situation when I was called while you with the family were in a meeting, and couldn't be reached," I explained.
His chest rose from inhaling before exhaling through his nose, grin dropping, "Explain to me what happened in the Dress department, and why Katarina and Pearla looking like they were in a cock fight?"
"I got a call that there was a fight, so I rushed down to the department. When I arrived, I saw that there was either black paint everywhere from the floor, the products for the collection torn apart with paint on it, and on what looks to be Katarina's desk," I began to explain what I had witnessed. "Pearla and Katarina were fighting each other when I pulled them apart. Katarina blames Pearla for being jealous that she was kicked off the collection and ruined her work while taking her spot, which I am assuming was Pearla's before. As you know, Pearla denied the allocations from Katarina."
"I see, continue."
"Hearing their spat, I told them that if they wanted to act like toddlers, they could clean the who department themselves with no help for their disgusting display at work. I took the phones from other coworkers that recorded the event, deleting the evidence before warning that if anyone leaks what has happened will lose their jobs before scurrying off until you arrive."
Doflamingo sighed heavily, grunting unhappy that this has happened, eyes staring pass me thinking. "I see, this is going to be a nightmare. I can clearly see this being Pearla's fault but, we need to look into this."
"I already instructed Senior Pink to look into the camera's I know you have hidden to figure out who did this, and Giolla collect what was damaged so we can figure out what can be saved, and what can't be," I stated, Doflamingo's gaze back at mine smirk slowly forming again.
"You truly are a force to be reckon with, though we still need to find who ruined several key items for the collection," Doflamingo stopped when my work phone rang seeing it was from the security department. Picking it up, Doflamingo placed the phone to his head. "This is Doflamingo… I see we will be right there." Doflamingo hung up, "Senior Pink needs us."
"Okay let's go," I hopped off his lap only to be pulled back by him wrapping his arms around me pulling me back down on him, head resting on my shoulder. "What are you doing?! Let go."
Doflamingo didn't say anything while I struggle to get out of his grip, for him to mutter out, "Don't ever call me Kitten unless we are alone, Bunny."
"Why?!"
Doflamingo lifted his head, holding my face to turn to him as his eyes held a hunger that made me blush in his grasp, "Because it leaves me unhinged when you call me that in such a tone you spoke with me."
My cheeks darkened when his voice was low and deep making me gulp, he let me go before placing his glasses back in place before standing up with me. He moved around the desk as I followed but damn why did that leave a reaction from me. My vagina twitched when he spoke, and his gaze was like hellfire run over me in a rush that left me tingling to my toes. Shaking my head from his gaze, I pushed that away so we could see what Senior Pink had found.
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We entered the security room which blew my mind as it was like some small off room, I feel like I was brought into an office double my size with flat screens on the walls filled with computers, smaller computer screens with multiple showing parts of the company. Even near the bathroom, which can't be put inside, it was enough to see who would go in and out of. Everything was labeled for the floors and rooms for each computer. I noticed Senior Pink with Lao, Giolla, Machvise, Gladius, and another large male. From the pictures it was Buffalo with his weirdly large teeth, hairstyle, and striped beanie with beaver ears, and a tail sticking out of his jeans from under his large hoodie. From what I know, Senior Pink is like the lawyer type that also have ways of finding information on anything, which I figured he got on me when he was stalking me in the past. Gladius in his steampunk attire was one of the lethal kinds of bodyguard for Doflamingo and any other missions he is given. Usually, he is in the shadows watching but is mostly here with Buffalo with hacking like Senior Pink just not as good as Senior Pink. Buffalo being hooped up on sugar and candy from the mountain of unhealthy snacks placed int her room on the shelves that were labeled in clear containers.
Ignoring the glaring sugar cavities in the containers, I moved over to Doflamingo who was standing beside as Buffalo was typing away on the keyboard in front of him. The camera screens were moving backward quickly so that I couldn't even keep up.
"What have you found Buffalo?" Doflamingo's tone was firm, wanting answers with the garments that were destroyed with the room covered in paint.
"So, looking back I didn't find anything as the camera's seemed to have glitched which I found weird - dasuyan. No one came into the room to mess with the camera's, but look at this," Buffalo spoke, typing away before pointing at the screen he pulled up.
I leaned around Doflamingo to see the screen that Buffalo had played, it was around lunch time where during lunch people leave the departments to go eat and relax for an hour form work. The dress department was letting out until no one was there. I could even see Pearla leaving but seemed to be rushing out with her bag. After ten minutes the camera's seemed to glitch out before going out which took me a back. Another couple minutes, the cameras came back to show the disaster of the paint everywhere when I first walked in. From there no one was in the department before everyone came back from lunch as Buffalo sped up. Everyone was coming back then Katarina appear as everyone was shocked to see what had happened as Katarina began to go over to her desk freaking out. Then we watched as Pearla came in, I pointed at the screen.
"Can you get a close up on Pearla's face?" I asked, Buffalo typed for the image to be brought up to see her face clearly.
Her face looked shocked like everyone else until her hand went to her mouth to cover it but as she did it, I could see her eyes stay shock but her mouth formed a grin she was trying to hide.
"She knew this was going to happen," Doflamingo growled, fists clenched at his side.
"Buffalo," Senior Pink stepped forward. "Follow Pearla's footsteps after she left to go to lunch, I noticed like Miss Sinclair she seemed to rush out before the rest left."
"Alright," Buffalo typed quickly as the cameras rewound till we found where Pearla was walking out.
Buffalo pulled up more images from different angles where Buffalo played in normal speed as we watched where Pearla was going which he pulled up on the flatscreens for all of us to see. Pearla was walking like she had somewhere she had to be with her nose turned up like how she usually looks or what I heard. Watching as she walked to the stairs in the opposite direction of the elevators where there was the dress department's supply closet which was massive. Pearla unlocked the door walking in with the door closed behind her, waiting until it got close to the ten minutes before she came back out with her bag looking smugly satisfied walking confidently back to the working area until them something out of her purse she had in her hand was an object that was black before her thumb pressed a button then the cameras went out.
"Pearla had something that disrupted the feed on the floor," Buffalo pointed out. "You can find stuff like that online but there has to be another item that receives whatever she pushed to make the camera's black out for a couple minutes."
"Do you have cameras in the storage closet?" I questioned, something in my gut tells me there was more.
"Yes, but it is just one angle of the camera," Buffalo replied, pulling up the feed.
In the storage room, the camera was shown from above in the center of the room positioned where you could see except some corners racks full of fabric. There were multiple large racks of fabric in color rainbow color organization, a large cutting table, shelves with ribbons, jewels, and so much around in the room. There we could see Pearla moving to the far corner where she was hidden for a few minutes. That is when I saw it!
"There!" I pointed to the screen pointing at the corner where something moved as if something was hiding or someone. Someone was in all black, face down but the build of the person trying to hunch down was definitely male. The figure moved where Pearla was before she came back into view with that smug look flipping her hair before leaving where we saw her down the hall with the black device in her hand before the camera's went off.
"Who the fuck is that?!" Doflamingo roared through his teeth. "How did someone get into the building?! You need access cards to get into certain areas!"
"I don't know, Buffalo check to see the camera's if there was anyone leaving the building, even the underground parking lot where the family parks," Senior Pink instructed, also irritated that someone probably with Pearla's help got in without anyone knowing.
I looked to see that everyone was upset someone was able to get in while Buffalo searched quickly through the feed of cameras of the building. I figured that they had things here no one was supposed to know about their illegal deals with this company as front to show they had money and that it was coming from if the IRS came. Now, that I was apart of this, made me worry to even though I hadn't been to the meetings with the family about these dealings. While they were waiting, I walked out of the room hearing Doflamingo asking where I was going but I needed to move. I practically ran to the storage room that we had seen in the security room, scanning my badge pushing the door open.
I rushed in the direction I remembered Pearla went to dig around where the guy was at. Pulling rolled fabrics out of the way, I found that there was some trash pushed behind the metal bend that was holding multitudes of fabric. I reached grabbing it and what looks like a water bottle, but it was yellow. Oh, this dumb motherfucker left his piss behind! Ugh, ripping some fabric next to me that seemed easy to rip I grabbed it before standing up. I looked towards where the camera was going to be holding up what I found.
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Sitting at a bar in some far-off corner far from Doflamingo's company sat a man in his mid-twenties looking like he hasn't held a job in sometime. Athletic build, tan skin from working outside, shaggy greasy blonde hair fell to his shoulders, dark beard cut short with dark brown wolf ears and tail. His clothes were black jeans, boots, with black hoodie. The man was waiting for something while drinking a beer with his phone next to him. Staring up at the flatscreen as some spots game was on, but staring bored until his phone lit up. Looking down as his dark brown eyes read the text 'Money transferred to Account'. Smirking, he flagged the bar keep over but the man was gone from where he was from the corner of his eye.
"The hell?" Before the man could look around his head was slammed down hard onto the wooden bar top before falling to the ground crying out in pain. "Ah the fuck?!" The dude threw off the bar stools that had fallen on his thrashing about until he looked up and paled. There was Doflamingo leaning against the pool table all in black looking in his suit with his feathered coat on with Diamante, Trebol, Lao, and Gladius who was the one who slammed the guy's head down with a gun aimed at their prey. The man began to cower in fear, sweating bullets on his forehead.
Doflamingo's face wasn't able to be seen from the light shining behind him unable to see his face except his glowing red glasses. Doflamingo spoke, voice calm but held a dangerous tone that made the man shake even harder, "John Linex, you did a piss poor job leaving evidence at my company."
"L-look it wasn't personal man!" John tried to explain with his hand out. "I-I was just hired to mess up so dumb dresses and some broads desk!"
"Who hired you?" John gulped from Doflamingo's tone.
"Some rich bitch calling herself after some oyster pearl, hired me to sneak into the building and hide in the supply closet! She had blueprints showing me how to get in and out! She gave me some black paint to toss around after she took the cameras out! I swear that's all I did!" John begging for his life, hands together while now on his knees.
"How did you get into the building? Doors are locked by special access panels that aren't made by any normal company would have?" Gladius spoke, gravel and deep clocking the gun ready to shoot.
"No no no please don't! There was a vent shaft that I climbed into from the parking lot, I got there during the night and hide under the fabric until she sent me a message when the plan would play out, then come out few minutes after she left to throw the paint where she wanted me to throw it!" John yelled, tears falling from his eyes, stuttering out as spit dribbled down his mouth like a weak puppy pissing himself. "After that I climbed through the same shaft back to the garage!"
BANG!
John's head flew back from the bullet Gladius shot from his gun before placing it back into his holster under his trench coat as the body dropped to the floor. Doflamingo stood up walking away before the bartender came back into the bar looking unimpressed by the dead body in his bar. Doflamingo handed the man a thick envelope filled with money as Diamante and Trebol grabbed John to dispose of the body leaving the bartender to clean the blood up.
"Pleasure doing business with you Joker," the bartender responded before walking off to get the mop.
Gladius and Lao followed Doflamingo out of the bar while Lao with black leather gloves that leave now fingerprints while going through the dead mans phone, "It seems an untraceable account was sent to Mr. Linex's phone of five hundred thousand dollars," Lao stated.
"We have a bigger problem with Pearla and how she got the blueprints for the building. Why aren't we dealing with her? She has been a pain for years," Gladius growled from beneath his mask.
"Bunny has made some claims that need to be looked into," Doflamingo growled turning to his family. His face darkened with anger and for blood with a frown so deep his family tensed. "No one touches Pearla or her family just yet until I have what Bunny needs. The Snows has been stealing from us, and I need to know how much before I skin them alive, got it?"
"Yes sir," both replied nodding.
"Good, now get someone to fix the shafts at the company, I don't need anyone breaking into what is mine," Doflamingo growled, pissed that his company was to get broken in too. Too much is being left in holes, and he hates that bastard was able to get in so easily. Punching the brick wall beside him leaving a dent in the wall. "Fuck!"
Breathing heavily through his teeth, Doflamingo was going to make sure they pay. No one screws over Donquixote Doflamingo, no one screws over the Joker.
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